CHAPTER SEVENTY SIXGABRIELLE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I collected fresh flowers from the garden as I had been doing for the past two weeks. Has it been two weeks already since my world fell apart? Yesterday, I had visited the cemetery along with mom, we were all going through a tough phase, Phoebe was still convinced that I was responsible for our father's death, we haven't seen or heard from her after dad's funeral service.
Mom told me that she was only confused and grieving at this stage of her life, and it was easier for her to just put the blame on another person but I had also been thinking about it every single night and hated to admit that if I had allowed Lucian to kill Derek back then, he would have been beside me right now.Words could express how much I miss him and it hurts so much. I finished arranging the flowers and walked to join Loretta and Devin.
"Anyone could have done that, why do yo
CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVENGABRIELLE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It started off as another dream. I could see Lucian calling out to me, his lips were moving but I couldn't make out his words. I was pleading with him not to leave me while holding on to him."I won't." He murmured in my ears and it dawned in my brain, Lucian had never spoken in my dreams before..."Brie, open your eyes!"Suddenly, the grip I had onto him felt too physical, all too real. With a gasp, my eyes popped open, and then I saw him.Lucian!I froze. Staring at him, my heart pounding hard and loud against my rib cage.He was sitting beside me, looking very much awake and vital. This had to be one of my many dreams, or my head was playing cruel games with me.I blinked twice, my vision dimmed and cleared but he was still here, staring at me. A bandage was wrapped across his head, he looked slightly pale but his grey eyes ha
CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHTLUCIAN~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Months went past, soon it was spring once again, we had lived the past months to the fullest and I could say it was the best of my entire life.I lay in bed fully awake and conscious of my wife's warmth and familiar smell. It was the best fucking place to be. Not until the sound of low whimpers which soon transformed into full-blown cries reached my ears. It seemed Brie heard it as well as her eyes fluttered open almost immediately."I'll get her baby, you stay in bed." I kissed her forehead, kicking the blankets off my body as I walked right to the crib only a few feet away.There she was.Our precious Jasmine. The name suited her just right. She was the only perfect and innocent thing I had a hand in creating. Her eyes were shiny with tears, her little face was red from all the crying as I gently picked her up and her pink blanket. My protective fatherly instincts